The end of the world: Hundreds of billions of supplies and arms were looted from the United States a

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At this time, the community square was already in a mess, with corpses all over the ground and wailing all over the field.

Those who are still alive are picking up the pieces because survival continues.

For them now, there is bad news and good news....

The bad news is that a lot of people died.

The good news is that a lot of people died.

The reduction of manpower will reduce the overall defense of the community and weaken the guards.

The reduction of personnel has made the mouth less to eat, and even the reduced part of the personnel can become rations.

Contradictory and cruel.

But what can be done then, all for survival.

Now that the false dream of the Red Umbrella Shelter has been shattered, it can only be self-reliant and continue to eat the weak.

That's what many people think in their hearts.

And when the survivors are fighting for survival.

In the corner of the square, Feng Yukong was confronting the red-haired royal sister.

Seeing that she actually admitted her identity so calmly, he smiled and said, "

Red Umbrella Chief Agent?"

"Has this beautiful sister forgotten that I was almost bombed by a red parachute helicopter just now?"

"Are you sure you've been bombed?" Su Luowe's finger tapped on her red lips, and she said with a smile:

"Oh, I really haven't forgotten that you just blew up a helicopter with your own hands, and you work well with that armored giant corpse."

Feng Yukong didn't speak.

It's true that I took out an RPG without saying a word...

But the missiles are all loaded, do you have to wait for the feast if you don't strike first?

Feng Yukong took a deep breath and looked at the charming red-haired royal sister beside him:

"So why do you want to tell me so much, aren't you the person with the red umbrella?"

"Not anymore," Su Luo sighed, "I gave the Red Umbrella false information, otherwise they wouldn't have sent just two helicopters over."

"Why are you helping me?"

Hearing this, Su Luowei looked into the distance:

"The red umbrella has changed, and there is no place for me anymore."

Speaking of this, she had a complicated expression and spoke eloquently.

Through Su Luowai's narration, Feng Yukong learned a lot.

Of course, he knows the prestige of the red umbrella, after all, it was formerly a super technology company, a unicorn-level existence in the world.

But after Su Luo's narration, he knew that since the outbreak of the end of the world in such a short period of time, the red umbrella has experienced many twists and turns.

All in all, the previous Red Umbrella was dedicated to biotechnology, but after the outbreak of the end times, the only thing left of the current Red Umbrella is scientific maniacs, dedicated to zombie technology.

They pathologically trap humans and zombie them for research.

And when they discovered the awakened crowd like the Ability, they became even more crazy!

Zombie technology and super technology are researched in tandem!

Taking advantage of the fact that the abilities were not too strong in the early stage of awakening, they launched various capture and deception methods, and arrested the capable ones for experiments, used them to study extraordinary technology, and even wanted to spy on immortality.

This is a super-institution that has survived the apocalypse, becoming more powerful and paranoid, behemoths, and many cities have their branches.

Feng Yukong has a hunch that he may have to deal with this doomsday unicorn in the future.

At least the beam has already been settled.

"Then this chip..."Feng Yukong threw the chip he took from the hard zombie's brain to Su Luo Cry.

The chip also has a special mark on the red umbrella.

"This hard zombie armor is the product developed by the red umbrella through zombie technology and the use of zombie crystal nuclei."

Feng Yukong raised his eyebrows, "How long has it been the end of the world, and they have already developed to this point?"

"So, you're underestimating the red umbrella in 2060."

Su Luo sighed:

"If it weren't for the end sweeping the world, I'm afraid that they would be given another hundred years, and it would not be impossible to get a glimpse of immortality with technology..."

He stepped on the corpse of the hard zombie under his feet:

"So this three-meter zombie is the prototype of the five-story armored giant corpse outside?"

"Armored corpse? The Umbrella Company gave it the title of 'Mourning Armor', and it is indeed the prototype of this guy under your feet. "

It's just that this is a defective product under your feet, and you can't even reach one-ten-thousandth of the strength of the mourning armor..."

"What do you know about mourning armor?" Feng Yukong pinched his chin and wondered.

"It's the king of this area, covered in bone armor of unknown substance, and even ICBMs can't leave traces on it."

After a pause, Su Luo cried and said solemnly:

"And this kind of invincible royal race, according to the records of the Red Umbrella's database, there are at least nine of them, all of which are giant royal species, and they are entrenched in nine cities."

Thinking of the overwhelming sense of oppression before... Feng Yukong felt a headache.

He was suddenly very unhappy in his heart, and he desperately wanted to become stronger.

Sure enough, in such an apocalypse, the idea of living a life in one side with materials is not realistic.

Unless you can catch a giant king and watch the door to your own house... Then you will be able to achieve freedom.

Ah, how floating is Lao Tzu? You actually want the giant king to watch the door for yourself?

But dreams are always there.

Feng Yukong smiled, shook off the strange thoughts in his heart, and said:

"You have told me so much key information and expressed such great sincerity, you don't want to invite us to join the Red Umbrella, right?"

Su Luo shook her head:

"No, on the contrary, I invite you to fight against the Red Umbrella together, but until then, I hope you can travel with me to a destination where there is a perfect knowledge system about improving the strength level."

"Where?"

"The Academy of Doom is full of newly awakened abilities, and the dean is a rare 'destiny department' ability-prophet."

"Through the deduction of prophecy, the prophet formulated various knowledge systems, about the classification of people with different abilities, the ways to develop and improve, etc., and there are special people in the academy to teach, which will make the capable people stronger in the last days to meet the second catastrophe in the future."

"Second Holocaust?"

"There will be an even more terrible catastrophe in the future, and humanity will become even more precarious, as the prophet deduced."

"Now is not enough of a disaster? Humanity is about to become extinct, and then there will be an even more terrifying catastrophe? "

O iniquity!

It's a fateful journey....

Feng Yukong took a deep breath, his brain racing, digesting wave after wave of new information.

I have to say that in this last days of information stagnation, the information given by Su Luo Weeping is indeed too crucial.

Not to mention the second catastrophe.

He really needs to find a way to understand his ability system, such as level, bottleneck, development direction, and other information.

Just thinking about it, Feng Yukong suddenly caught the eagerness in Su Luo's eyes, he looked directly into her eyes and said,

"You really want me to go to Doomsday Academy?"

Su Luo took a deep breath and calmed down:

"Because you are the key person in the Prophet's ultimate prophecy picture—the master of space."

The corners of his mouth were closed, sorry, I didn't have any righteousness:

"In that picture, I'm leading the human race?"

"No, in that picture, you're leading—

" "Nine Giant King Zombies."

Sealed in the air: "..."